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Strongest Radioactive System

VOLK SMAAAAASSH! Reincarnated with a body like a nuclear bomb, let's turn this magical world into a nuclear wasteland! As someone who loved fighting, Volk Mogger was the most miserable of them all. Born with a small frame, tiny limbs, and underdeveloped muscles, he struggled to grasp anything that was taught to him. He was relegated to merely watching others fight—whether on the internet, on television, or in real life. One day, while riding in his wheelchair, he was abducted and taken to a strange place for a radioactive experiment, which ultimately failed. However, Volk soon discovered that he had been reincarnated in a magical world as a member of an Orc horde, which was hunted by higher life forms despite merely wanting to establish a land where they could honor their traditions and build a home alongside their symbiotic partners, the Elven Witch races. Suddenly, a system screen appeared before Volk, announcing that he had acquired the power to transform into an invincible radioactive titan who yearns to be the strongest of them all. However, this transformation had a time limit, and to extend that limit, he had to win! But win what? Ding! | Beat up the Orcs thief who stole your spoil and a chance to have a wife! | Reward: Extend the radioactive time to 2 minutes. | Failure: Minus 1 minute. | Current radioactive time: 2 minutes. |

Espiritu_Santu · Guerra
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228 Chs

First Blood

Lin Seok stood at the edge of the battle, watching as the other Pillars geared up to charge toward the orcs.

His heart felt like a hammer pounding his chest in a thrumming hard, but not from fear—no, it was anger.

He could see the trap unfolding before his very eyes.

The orcs were laughing, their guttural voices echoing through the broken streets, and they were looking directly at the Pillars with a twisted kind of amusement.

They weren't moving to harm the children.

Not yet.

However, he's sure that it's a trap!

"Hold your ground!"

Lin Seok's voice rang out sharply, cutting through the noise of the battlefield.

He turned toward the ranked Pillars, his eyes locking onto the closest one, a tall, broad-shouldered man named Jihoon, known for his reckless bravery.

"Jihoon! Listen to me. It's a trap. They're using the children as bait. If you rush in now, they'll—"